But then again, I guess it's not hard to be overcome with how knock-dead gorgeous the earth is up at Bloomington Lake (up in the mountains by where we stay at Bear Lake).
At first Lu was a little hesitant about coming on this hike with us. But once she got there she could hardly stop admiring and picking the gorgeousness up there.
We missed the trek to Bloomington Lake last year, but most years we make a little pilgrimage up the old dirt road, past a herds of cows and through 528 potholes to this pristine place where we hike up a beautiful trail:
...to jump into the ice-cold glacier lake from the rope swing.
...over and over again.
Lu surprised me by begging with her puppy dog eyes (and a lot of whining) to jump in. The wind had come up by then and we didn't bring her swimsuit so I cajoled her to believe that next year we would remember her swimsuit (I was too nervous about whether she had enough upper body strength to hold on because there are lots of rocks down there which is pretty scary if you don't jump at the right time). But go Lucy for being so daring!
I'm not sure why I don't have more pictures of the other sisters and cousins, dang it! Most of them were there.
I'll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.
...except to add that I loved that Grace was just as into photographing the beauty as I was.